His first reaction had been explosive as the hurts of the past rose up to taunt him. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor. Bottles and glasses usurped the place of dishes and plates. He kissed her ardently. This time he couldn't get far. "Take my life, if you're so disposed. "It's a miserable weakness to be afraid of bloodshed. Also he had said—laughing in that way with his eyes which made a flutter in her chest— that Prudence will find an Englishman to marry her. You are captain of your soul; don't forget your Henley.
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